ivywood

Updated: May 21, 2025

Then in a bowl of ivywood he mixed the honey-sweet wine, and himself sat over against him and bade him fall to: 'Eat now, stranger, such fare as thralls have to hand, even flesh of sucking pigs; but the fatted hogs the wooers devour, for they know not the wrath of the gods nor any pity. Verily the blessed gods love not froward deeds, but they reverence justice and the righteous acts of men.

Homer - The Odyssey : Done into English prose